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Sunday, 4 May 2014

The Archaeology of Time

So our lives we livethey passin and out of lightby clock-hand determinationcolours that trick memory,but in that passing of ghostand swing of scimitar at the back of beyond that’s recollection in the foregrounding of happier thingsdelight somersaults from forgettable nightsand uneasy dawnas mushroom and treeas the waiting on watersthe catch-n-passof tender times.